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Tarrano was on his feet behind us, with folded arms; and as he looked down, I saw on his face also the face which a few moments before had been grim with deadly menace a look now of gentle compassion very much like Maida's. "No use," he said softly. "We can do nothing. He will die." Again Wolfgar's eyes opened. "Die of course." He tried to raise one of his burned hands, but dropped it back. "Die?
The black silence enveloping us had without warning begun to crackle. The metal cone in Wolfgar's hand glowed red with interference-heat but he clung to it, though it burned him. Sparks were snapping in the blackness around us. Our isolation was dissolving. Someone something was breaking it down, struggling to get at us! Paralyzed!
Yes of course. In just a moment...." His eyes, already dulled, swung about. "Who is that crying? There's no need to cry." It was little Elza beside me, struggling to suppress her sobs. Wolfgar's slow, labored voice demanded: "That isn't my Princess Maida crying is it? I don't want her to cry " "No," said Georg gently. "Maida is here right here by you. She isn't crying."
Elza whispered: "There must be something we can do. The men of medicine the lights the healing lights! Georg! Cannot you use father's " They were only an overwrought girl's excited ideas, of course. Wolfgar's lungs were seared; even as Elza spoke, he coughed, and blood welled from his mouth blood which Georg quickly wiped away.
"A spy," said Tarrano very gently. "Not a traitor. That you would have been had you served me a traitor to your Princess." Wolfgar's head tried to nod; relief was on his face. "I'm glad you understand. I would not want to die having you think harshly of me " "You are a man I honor you." Abruptly Tarrano turned away and strode across the room.
The body of Wolfgar lying on its raised prow his dead, white face, with peace upon it. Beside the body, the lone figure of Maida, kneeling at Wolfgar's head, with her white, braided hair falling down over her shoulders. Kneeling and staring, almost expressionless; but I knew that with her whole heart she was speeding the soul of Wolfgar to its eternal peace. Unseen Menace
The Princess Maida " "You are the friend?" Georg whispered tensely. Elza was trembling and I put my arm about her. Wolfgar's face lightened with a brief smile; then went intensely serious. "Yes. A spy, trusted by Tarrano for years but my heart is with the Princess Maida. We must escape all of us now, or it will be too late." He stopped abruptly, and a look of consternation came to him.
Wolfgar had felt it also; he was reeling near me, holding himself from falling with difficulty. I was unarmed; but there were weapons hanging from Wolfgar's belt. His numbed fingers were groping for them. But the effort was too great. The blood, driven back from his arms, left them powerless; they fell dangling to his sides. A few seconds; but we had occupied Tarrano during them.
His voice was low and labored; and at once his eyes closed again as though the effort of speaking were too great. Maida was sitting near me at Wolfgar's head, bending over him. She had recovered from her terror of Argo; and as she leaned down, gazing at the dying Wolfgar, I think I have never seen so gentle, so compassionate an expression upon the face of any woman.
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